Not admirable? The dragon raised his head, eyes widening in shock as he placed a foreclaw to his chest. Are you saying I've been going about this wrong the whole time? Theatrics were as ingrained in the bard as poetry, music, and breathing, and if Korbin didn't like it...
Well, at least there was no rotten fruit around for him to throw.
He didn't know what passed through the young man's head to turn the faint glimmer of humor back to brooding surliness, but as the teen's expression turned hard again the dragon ceased his teasing, growing solemn once more as he cocked his head at the unexpected outpouring of genuine emotion. I... suppose it does. A sigh sent the flurries swirling as he settled down again, dropping his head to rest in the snow and looking up at Korbin from opalescent blue eyes. Perhaps once the blizzards we were warned of come it will keep him locked within the Palace? And give Korbin a bit of respite from all the well-meaning busybodies in his life.
Dragons included.
As for his question? Death, and the dragon's scaled expression somehow took on a mournful cast. Just as all hope seemed lost, however, a name was given and he almost swallowed the small gem in his excitement. I would appreciate if you could ask him, he agreed eagerly. Thank you, Korbin Hale. It would be a welcome thing to have in Flowerbirth when the snows lessen again. He hummed thoughtfully, an oddly musical sound from such a large beast. Is there a favor I can do you in return?
Well, at least there was no rotten fruit around for him to throw.
He didn't know what passed through the young man's head to turn the faint glimmer of humor back to brooding surliness, but as the teen's expression turned hard again the dragon ceased his teasing, growing solemn once more as he cocked his head at the unexpected outpouring of genuine emotion. I... suppose it does. A sigh sent the flurries swirling as he settled down again, dropping his head to rest in the snow and looking up at Korbin from opalescent blue eyes. Perhaps once the blizzards we were warned of come it will keep him locked within the Palace? And give Korbin a bit of respite from all the well-meaning busybodies in his life.
Dragons included.
As for his question? Death, and the dragon's scaled expression somehow took on a mournful cast. Just as all hope seemed lost, however, a name was given and he almost swallowed the small gem in his excitement. I would appreciate if you could ask him, he agreed eagerly. Thank you, Korbin Hale. It would be a welcome thing to have in Flowerbirth when the snows lessen again. He hummed thoughtfully, an oddly musical sound from such a large beast. Is there a favor I can do you in return?
